“I’ve wanted to visit India for a long time, especially since my brother married a second generation Indian-American. Since I have a daughter with disabilities and not a lot of money, my trip to India is a dream, for the moment, attainable through reading books like SISTERS OF THE SARI. The details in this passage made me feel as if I were on the streets of Chennai, jet-lagged, in need of a shower and a change of clothes, and yet eager for adventure. It reminds me a bit of my first trip abroad. I went to Paris at the age of 18, purposefully without a hotel reservation because I thought it would be more fun to track down a hotel when I got there using my Let’s Go France! book. When I arrived, jet-lagged, dragging a huge suitcase, with my basic French, I found that most of the hotels and hostels were already booked. I sat down on a curb and resisted the urge to cry. Ultimately, I figured out the metro, had a great time visiting museums and sipping cups of coffee in sidewalk cafes. My passion for travel was ignited (and is currently fufilled by books like this one).”

Dear Suzanne, I thank you for sharing your experience with us. I hope that you enjoy SISTERS OF THE SARI as much as I did.